Bolan was the Light of our Love, he will never be replaced.
I can remember how things were before,
But mourning your loss fills my mind even more.
A thought of your softness, held close to my heart, A flashback of burning-my mind comes apart.
I can’t seem to get it, the fact that you’re gone, I need you to love me, to help me move on.
Who’ll lick my face, as the tears trickle down?
How can you kiss me, if you’re not around?
I miss you so badly, I wish you could see,
No pet is as special as you were to me.
Please do not think that I left you to die,
The guilt overwhelms me, I ache and I try…
I try to move on, but the hurt is so deep,
In daylight I’m numb, but in moonlight I weep.
Thank you to Catina McCoy for this beautiful poem.
Till Dawn and we meet again, our precious love.
|11, Feb 2004|
|Val and Alan Lawson|